Author: John Winkelman

The Lefty Books of May

John Winkelman

Book acquisitions for week of May 2, 2021

After an extremely quiet April, the Library of Winkelman Abbey has hit the ground running with a fine collection of books and journals for this, the first week of the new month.

On the top left is Jericho Brown’s most recent book of poetry, The Tradition, published by Copper Canyon Press. This was an impulse buy when I visited my favorite local indie bookstore, Books and Mortar, this past Sunday. I first heard of Brown only a couple of weeks ago, when one of his poems arrived in my in-box via one of the several poem-a-day lists to which I subscribe.

The book in the top middle is The Essential June Jordan, published by Copper Canyon Press, which coincidentally  includes an afterward by Jericho Brown.

On the top right is the latest issue of Jacobin, which one of these days I will get around to reading, when my brain can handle political/economic deep thinking. So maybe in June.

On the bottom left is the new issue of Salvage, which I will read when my brain can handle really depressing political/economic deep thinking, which is probably a redundant phrase.

Bottom center is an inscribed copy of Hummingbird Salamander, Jeff VanderMeer’s new book, fresh from The Midtown Reader in Tallahassee, Florida.

And on the bottom right is James Attlee’s Under the Rainbow, a collection of writing and photography from the first year of the pandemic (and isn’t that a hell of thing to write – the first year of the pandemic), published by And Other Stories.

In reading news, I just finished Evan Winter’s excellent The Rage of Dragons, which was exactly the escapist literature I needed to let my brain cool down after the past month of dense prose.

I am still working on Darran Anderson’s Imaginary Cities, which is gorgeous, but my mental capacity is currently nearly nonexistent so I can only read a couple of pages a day. Still, I hope to complete this book by the end of the month.

In writing news, still not a lot going on. Too much of the mundane world pressing on that part of my brain. I have some vacation time scheduled for the end of the month, so with luck that down time will help reset my circuits.

With luck…

IWSG, May 2021

John Winkelman

Welcome to the monthly Insecure Writer’s Support Group post. This month’s question is the following:

Has any of your readers ever responded to your writing in a way that you didn’t expect? If so, did it surprise you?

That is a good question! I haven’t published much – a few poems, a couple of short stories – and the readers have not responded one way or another. In fact, I have been published so seldom that when it does happen – and this assumes that there was a reader somewhere in the process – the fact that I got a response at all is a surprise.

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One Third of the Year, Gone So Soon

John Winkelman

Ivy flower

On Friday, the last day of April, I received my second COVID-19 vaccine shot (Pfizer). I felt fine until Saturday afternoon after kung fu class, at which time my energy level crashed and I developed a fever and I crawled into bed and slept for several hours. As of now things appear to be back to normal.

This was another week in which no new books arrived. April in general was an extremely slow month for the Library at Winkelman Abbey, with only five new volumes added to the shelves. It isn’t often that my reading outpaces my acquisitions.

In reading news, for the last week of April I finished Anders Dunkers’ collection of interviews Rediscovering Earth, which I must revisit soon with pen in hand so I can highlight all of the wonderful ideas and copy down all of the books cited therein.

I also finished  David Meltzer’s No Eyes: Lester Young, a book-length jazz poem or collection of jazz poems in tribute to saxophonist Lester Young. This was published by Black Sparrow Press, back when Black Sparrow was independent, rather than an imprint of a larger publisher, and when their books were immediately recognizable by their rough covers and muted color palettes.

In writing news, I finished out April having written a poem a day, every day for the entire month. It felt really, really good to have my head in that space again. I will try to keep up the pace, while also balancing the writing with editing, transcribing, and writing some new prose as well. The calls for submission never stop, and the deadlines approach.

And with that, I will leave you with the groovy tunes of Lester Young and Buddy Rich.

April 2021 Reading List

John Winkelman

Books I read in April 2021

April was National Poetry Month so this month’s list skews heavily in that direction. I included two issues of Poetry magazine, as an issue of a journal is just as much reading as a book. In fact, most lit journals could be considered anthologies with (mostly) no particular theme.

The combination of poetry and nonfiction (Kendi, Lazzarato, Dunker) – as well as my self-directed project to write a poem a day for the month of April – left my head in an interesting place. I haven’t written poems this consistently in years. It feels good.

Also, for reasons of attention, work, and general malaise, I didn’t read any short stories. Not a single one.

I think for May I will dive into my every-growing pile of genre fiction.

Books

  1. Red Pine and O’Connor, Mike ( editors) – The Clouds Should Know Me by Now (2021.04.01)
  2. Chabitnoy, Abigail – How to Dress a Fish (2021.04.04)
  3. Kendi, Ibram X. – How To Be An Antiracist (2021.04.08)
  4. Poetry, April 2021 (2021.04.10)
  5. Poetry, October 2013 (2021.04.13)
  6. Lazzarato, Maurizio – The Making of the Indebted Man (2021.04.15)
  7. Carroll, Jim – Living at the Movies (2021.04.20)
  8. Dunker, Anders (editor) – Rediscovering Earth (2021.04.28)
  9. Meltzer, David – No Eyes: Lester Young (2021.04.30)

 

Brighter Days in Many Ways

John Winkelman

Books for the Week of April 18, 2021

As of this week the quality of life in my neighborhood has improved immensely. A terrible neighbor, who had made it his mission to deliberately be as obnoxious as possible to the people around him, has finally moved away. While, like Rush Limbaugh, the tragedy is not his absence but rather his existence, I do have to thank him for giving me an immense number of writing prompts over the past eight years. I used to have a running joke that I could never write literary fiction because around 3,000 words in, Cthulhu would show up. In this case, when writing about this odious jackass, he was so awful that the Great Old One never appeared. One day I will publish these stories, which are more transcriptions of events, and other than slightly changing some names I won’t need to alter any of the events in order to make them an entertaining read.

All of which is to say, I am looking forward to the next several months of peace and quiet with cautious optimism.

Three new volumes arrived this week. On the left is Red Nation Rising, from a Kickstarter campaign run by PM Press. The writers describe it as the first book to explore the dynamics of violence of bordertowns, which they define as the encroachment of white/European settlers into indigenous lands. This is a definition of a border/town which I have never seen before, and it rings true. What settlers call a border, the indigenous populations would call an encroaching wave of apocalypse.

In the middle is the Disabled People Destroy Science Fiction issue of Uncanny Magazine, originally published in 2018. Uncanny has published a manifesto wherein they describe their rationale for the naming of this and the other volumes in the _____ Destroy series. It is quite a good read, and eye-opening for anyone who is not familiar with the changing world of genre fiction. And it is a nice poke in the eye for anyone who doesn’t like the fact that the world of genre fiction is becoming more open and exclusive.

On the right is the latest issue of Poetry Magazine, which is a beautiful way to round out the last full week of National Poetry Month.

In reading news I am still working through a big pile of poetry books and journals, and it is wonderful! I will post the list on May 1. I am also still working through Rediscovering Earth, and quite liking it, though I have not had much free time to read this past week.

In writing news I am still keeping up the pace of at least a poem a day for the month of April. It feels good. Poetry is a muscle which grows stronger with regular exercise.

On Friday I will receive my second COVID shot. I look forward to being able to interact with other humans again. A little.

Monday Morning Music: Walking In Your Footsteps

John Winkelman

This album was released the summer before my freshman year of high school, and the music herein accompanied me for the next four years. I owned Synchronicity on cassette, and played it on my boom box until the tape was almost transparent. Such were the Eighties.

In my freshman year at GVSU (GVSC at the time) in one of my writing classes, where we were tasked to find and read a poem, one of my classmates chose this song and did a dramatic reading. He must have done it well, because I still remember it.

April in All Its Beauty

John Winkelman

Books for the week of April 11, 2021

A year ago this week I began a project which kept me working second and third shift for three months, then a long and late first shift for a couple more. This year I am on a stable project which, other than the fact that I am working from home instead of in an office, is not particularly disruptive. Which is to say, not more disruptive than having a job in the first place.

Only one new book arrived here at the Library of Winkelman Abbey last week – E. Catherine Tobler’s The Kraken Sea, from Apex Book Company.

In reading news, I finished Maurizio Lazzarato’s The Making of the Indebted Man (published by Semiotext(e)), and it left me feeling all kinds of grumpy.

No, not grumpy. Another word, begins with “g”.

GUILLOTINEY!

Yes. That’s the word.

With all of the leftist and left-ish books I have read over the past few years I can feel the strain and stress from the day to day experience of living in a society currently dominated by forces which could be delicately called “reactionary”. But that is the subject for another post or fifty.

I am working my way through Living at the Movies, a collection of Jim Carroll’s early poems. Carroll wrote these poems in his early twenties, and they are good enough for what they are, but as a 51 year old here in the 2020s, I don’t feel as much connection to them as I might have back when I was in my early twenties, thirty years ago.

After finishing Lazzarato’s book I started reading Rediscovering Earth, a collection of interviews with environmentalist and writers about the possible futures of nature and the environment. I picked this one up from OR Books a couple of months ago. It is much more hopeful and inspiring, if not less rage inducing, than the Lazzarato.

In writing news I am maintaining my pace of a poem a day for the duration of National Poetry Month. NaPoWriMo is also happening this month, which is appropriate, though I am not really participating as so many others are, in that I am not posting my poems in public.

Perhaps next year. If NaPoWriMo happens next year.

If there is a next year.

It’s Warm, It’s Cold, It’s Warm, It’s Cold

John Winkelman

We are now well into April, and the normally turbulent weather of this time of year is being exacerbated by a healthy dose of global warming which makes the highs and lows more frequent and more extreme. At present we have no expectation that this trend will reverse itself in the lifetime of any human currently living. Come to that, we have no expectation for things to change in the lifetime of any animal at all currently living, with the possible exception of extremophile critters somewhere around a deep-sea thermal vent in the Pacific Ocean.

No new reading material arrived at the Library of Winkelman Abbey this week. I expect the rest of April will be slow for the acquisitions department.

In reading news, I just finished Ibram X. Kendi‘s How to Be an Antiracist, and it blew my mind open in ways I did not expect. It wasn’t the subject, which was was very much in line with The New Jim Crow, Caste and Carceral Capitalism. Rather, it was the way Kendi drew the distinction between “not-” and “anti-“. For me (straight, white, middle-aged dude), this made me extremely uncomfortable in a positive way, as it pointed out a large blind spot in my interactions with the world. It’s not enough to simply not contribute to the problem. One must actively work to fix the problem, or by virtue of the inertia of the zeitgeist of the world, the problem persists. Any way of living that is not explicitly anti- is implicitly pro-. In matters of oppression and equity, there is no middle ground.

As April is National Poetry Month, I have been working my way through my back issues of Poetry Magazine, instead of the (surprisingly small) number of my poetry books which I have not read. The variety of poetry in Poetry is keeping my mind in the writing space, and I have managed to write a poem a day so far for every day of the month. I won’t copy them out of my journal or type them up until May, most likely, and then we will see if I have managed to put any of the many words I know together in some kind of meaningful order.

Here in the third week of Spring the world is turning green and some of the nights are warm enough to keep the windows open. The fresh air and smell of earth and grass and rain, and the soft sounds of the city at night make for a more restful sleep than I have know in months, and though I am not getting any more sleep than at any point in the past year, it is of better quality and therefore when I wake up I don’t resent being out of bed.

IWSG, April 2021

John Winkelman

Welcome to the monthly Insecure Writer’s Support Group post. This month’s question is the following:

Are you a risk-taker when writing? Do you try something radically different in style/POV/etc. or add controversial topics to your work?

I don’t know if I am a risk taker, as such. I like to play around with forms and styles. I have written stories in first and third person, past and present tense. Some styles work for certain stories; others do not. In the past I have written fantasy, science fiction, horror, westerns, and literary fiction. Again, some worked better than others. In particular, I went through a phase of writing literary short stories where around 2,000 words in Cthulhu would show up, despite my best efforts to keep the story from heading in that direction.

For me, memoir involves more risk because in order to be effective it must dig into places which I am not always willing to uncover. For example, a few years ago, for NaNoWriMo I set out to write a series of short stories, and as a warm-up exercise I wrote a short piece about the toxic people in my life. That short piece turned into 18,000 words, all written on November 1. I was an angry, bitter emotional wreck for days after. On a positive note, I was far enough ahead in my word count that I could take a couple of days off of writing in order to recover from the experience.

I don’t touch much on controversial topics, other than possibly equity, empathy and compassion, which are controversial topics in a society where sadism seems to be the national pastime.

So I suppose the risk-taking lies in trying something new which may or may not work. Either way, I have broadened my horizons and (hopefully) improved my craft.

Thank you for reading this answer, and thank you (and hello!) to the members of the Insecure Writer’s Support Group who find their way to my humble blog.

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Tech Upgrade, Of a Sort

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Reading material for the week of 2021.03.28

If the above image seems subtly different from the images in the previous posts, it is because I just bought a new smart phone to replace my ageing Galaxy Note 4. I now have a Google Pixel 4a/5G, which in most ways is not appreciably different from any other mid-range smart phone, but it does have an amazing camera, which is apparently the hallmark of the Google Pixel series. So expect to see an increase in the number of photo posts on this blog.

The weather in this past week was all over the place, from highs near 70 to lows in the teens. All in the space of a few days. Right now the air is a balmy 70 degrees Fahrenheit. Perfect for walking in the woods. Which I just did.

On the left pf the above photo is the latest issue of Poetry magazine, from the Poetry Foundation. On the right is Unwelcome Bodies, Jennifer Pelland’s collection of short fiction which was published by Apex Book Company. I received this as a reward for backing Apex Book Company at a certain tier on their Patreon.

In writing news, I am writing (at least) a poem a day for the month of April, and so far, four days in, am keeping up. Seems I can only write at the moment if I am under some sort of external pressure. That is all.